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Goddamn kids [16 May 2010|04:08pm]
[ mood | confused ]

It's "vinyl," not "vinyls." And they're not even "vinyls," they're "records," "LPs," or "albums."

You don't "collect" them, you buy them and listen to them.

This is what I get for hitting three Hot Topics in one afternoon. I'm sure that, had I gone to the one in Topeka, as well - I'd be quietly sobbing to myself right now. As it is, I'll try not to weep for the generation working the counter there, and take solace in the fact that the kids on eBay will pay me lots of money for things I paid very little for.

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Not that I've been paying attention [22 Apr 2010|05:08pm]
I haven't watched any wrestling since Wrestlemania (thanks, Sunflower Broadband, for pricing yourself out of my range), but it seems that the WWE hates female wrestlers. Not "divas," but wrestlers. Mickie James and Katie Lea Burchill were released today, leaving...what, Beth Phoenix as their only legit female wrestler?

And since they're going more "family friendly," it's not even like they have lingerie/bikini/whatever pseudo-spank material anymore. So, we're supposed to watch idiots who can't act or wrestle because they're pretty? Get fucked, WWE. Way to show your female fans they mean nothing unless they're ogling the men.
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Beers I like and beers I despise [24 Mar 2010|07:16pm]
[ mood | complacent ]

More for me than you.

Boulevard Tank 7
Fuller's London Porter
New Belgium 1554
New Belgium Ranger IPA
O'Dell 90 Shilling Ale
everything Samuel Smith makes, except the fruit beers
Saranac Caramel Porter
Ska Brewing Co. True Blonde

Boulevard Nutcracker Ale
Boulevard Ten Penny Ale
Ginger Bee Ginger Beer
Left Hand JuJu Ginger
Lost Coast 8 Ball Stout
O'Dell Cutthroat Porter
Ska Brewing Co. Modus Hoperandi

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To hell with you, post office [22 Mar 2010|06:33pm]
[ mood | cranky ]

Really, I don't mean that. I just view the post office as a dispersal point, where I can send all these things people want in exchange for money.

On the bright side, when it's all said and done (tomorrow), I'll have the couch down here free again, and I can think about getting the truck running properly again. By "properly," I mean "I will replace the distributor cap, brushing, spark plugs, and spark plug wires so the fucking thing won't refuse to start if there's the slightest hint of moisture in the air."

You can see why I said "running properly" instead.

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Off to a good start [16 Mar 2010|08:01pm]
[ mood | pleased ]

Now, I might not be in Austin, where the weather is pleasant, the taco trucks plentiful, and the various showcases giving away free loot (the AAM showcase, where last year I walked away with two books, is giving away free Chucks this year), my vacation's been pretty solid for the first day.

Got Thing 2 off to Boys & Girls Club, got breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts (more for the coffee than the egg bagel, but I was starving), and then did another free form shift at KJHK. The setlist is below, and a lot like Sunday's.

Radio playCollapse )

I had a lot of fun, and my mom called! She was streaming it at the clinic where she works.

Afterward, I went down to the 'Kitty, and even though indierockgod was stuck on the road all day, Joe Noh was cool enough to show me the basics, and it was totally cool. I sold a few things, helped by the fact that they have essentially the same register as the bakery. This is going to be a fun extra thing to do, I think.

But that's not all! I got to interview Junior Marvin, of the Original Wailers (he played with Bob Marley), by phone this afternoon, and turned out a really nice produced audio interview to run on Wayward Blog tomorrow. Turned out better than half the stuff I did for As Heard From the Hill. There's also going to be a giveaway for Kevin Smith tickets, if you're inclined to go.

Now, it's just kicking back and having a beer while I listen to Tito Puente and wait to head down to the Replay for the Digital Leather show tonight. Three shows reviews in a week, and yet I've managed to find stuff to say every time. I think I might be getting the hang of all of this. I get that review written tonight, and I'm totally free tomorrow.

That's especially good, as the_lucky_nun took the day off work, and we're going to go watch the parade tomorrow, drink Guinness on the Replay back patio, and eat corned beef and cabbage for lunch. For a so-called "staycation" (and the next person to refer to it as such will be unable to say anything else afterward, as their words will be muffled by their own ass), this is pretty all right.

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Ah, radio, I've missed you [14 Mar 2010|03:13pm]
[ mood | drained ]

Provided I don't drink more than two beers, I'm fairly okay to make it through a four-hour KJHK shift, despite the fact that I only got something like five hours of sleep last night. It was fun. Somehow I went from the Cannibal! The Musical soundtrack to Kraftwerk in the course of a show.

This should certainly make Tuesday morning's show kind of fun, especially as they've cleaned out a lot of CDs, making it imperative that I haul with me whatever I feel I NEED to play. I'm either going to have to haul another crate of CDs, or just make some very good playlists.

The full playlist from this morning's show is after the cut.

The whole thing, ugly and uneditedCollapse )

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[10 Mar 2010|04:51pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

I'm now one more step closer to having my unholy army of attack cats. The three in our household follow me around, and await my exit from the shower, as well as gathering near me on the couch.

However...you know how cats chatter when they see birds or squirrels? Like this?

I did that when I saw a squirrel in the front yard. Stealth came running.

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rekerds [01 Mar 2010|07:16pm]
My record collection's pretty boss.

Just sayin'.
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Huh? What? [18 Feb 2010|08:02am]
[ mood | cranky ]

Getting up early on my day off, so that I might drive out to Factory Direct Appliance and get there when they open. Why? Our microwave is screwed up, and we need a new one. The dude who came out and fixed it told us it would cost more to fix it than buy a new one.

Great, right? At least factory Direct has a doorbuster on an over-the-range microwave, so we're not going to totally take it in the shorts, but it's still yet another appliance going tits up and us having to spend money on it. On the bright side, we have the money to do, so I suppose I should just be happy we can do it.

I'll split the difference and admit I'm thankful we can replace the microwave, but I'm certainly not happy about it.

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Film therapy [13 Jan 2010|07:09pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Watching movies makes me feel better. This week's been a little rickety thus far, so I've been trying to chill the hell out with things other than booze and yelling.

Today, we're going with red rooibos tea and DVDs. After a nap, I watched Fletch, and now it's Drag Me to Hell. Miss Busy Kitty isn't exactly a fan Drag Me to Hell. Her scared little self has been hiding under the covers during the scarier parts. She might be a little young for movies like this.

Sad that gory, violent things are what help me relax. I'm thinking Robocop tomorrow.

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It doesn't mean I love you less [09 Jan 2010|12:48pm]
Looking at the four mail crates of records sitting on my floor, and the stack of singles and 45s needing a home, I believe it's time to do a little culling. If I do it TODAY, then I will have tomorrow through Monday morning to do nothing.

I am comfortable with this.
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36 hours of freedom [19 Dec 2009|02:01pm]
[ mood | restless ]

Monday morning, 4:00 a.m. This will begin four straight days of absolute ass-kicking work at the bakery. Then, there's a three-day weekend. After that, I work another four days straight, and Deron will be on vacation, so that'll be all kinds of fun. Afterward, I get another three-day weekend, and then the holidays are over, the boys go back to school, and things return to normal.

In the meantime, there's both A Prairie Home Companion's and The Retro Cocktail Hour's Christmas shows tonight, so there's good radio, and I've got a new book lent by corkwis to read.

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Well, hell [16 Dec 2009|05:51pm]
[ mood | determined ]

Um...best of luck to massholecatlady and corkwis because of >what happened to their house yesterday.

Check out Sarah's blog for pictures. Suffice it to say, when a pipe is ran over the insulation, through the attic, contrary to code, and the inspector doesn't catch it - your house will turn into a swamp. Two inches of water on the floor, a hole in the ceiling the size of a small car...but the people, and their cats are okay. Thank goodness.

Tonight? I'm gonna celebrate my birthday by going out to the Southwind and watching the RiffTrax guys with Weird Al do Christmas shorts. My joys are small, and wants few. Plus, I have to work on Friday, so this is my night to get out and do stuff.

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Out of town [11 Dec 2009|03:16pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

Taking a trip out to Kickapoo for the weekend.

I'll be working on a church pew with my dad.

Tomorrow night? Stephen Lynch with the_lucky_nun. Sunday and Monday night? Watching wrestling with corkwis and massholecatlady.

Have I mentioned that I've got a four-day weekend? Yeah. Nice.

Right now, I'm just waiting for the damned mail to show up, so I can get money in the bank, gas the truck, and get on the road. Granted, my brother's going to be there, too, and he can't get out there until 6:30, so it's not like I've any need to hurry.

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It even feels like a real job! [30 Nov 2009|05:41pm]
[ mood | artistic ]

At times, like today, when I'm humming along with assignments and have a clear idea of what I want to do, writing seems like a real job. At other times, when I'm struggling, uninspired, and otherwise overwhelmed, it's borderline unbearable.

In a perfect world, I'd be able to work at the bakery 3-4 days a week from 4am-noon, come home, eat lunch, and write until 5pm. A schedule like that would allow a little more flexibility for long-term projects, blog posts that take longer than half an hour, and the like.

Of course, I completely turned down a chance to apply for the Pitch music editor position becuase of my desire to not be tied to anything Monday through Friday. The annoyance of working every other Saturday is completely mitigated by my ability to rearrange my schedule, work ahead, and clear time to do things like drive to Leavenworth to spend a day hunting records at thrift shops and antique stores, or sitting on the couch watching MST3K episodes while overindulging in coffee and doughnuts.

In other news: How badass does War Machine look?

For Christmas, I want the Adult Swim In A Box DVD set. I will keep the Pilots disc and get rid of the rest, most likely.

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Nasty weather [29 Nov 2009|08:49am]
[ mood | content ]

Since the weather sucks today (cold and gloomy), I'm goin' to KC to see a matinee at El Torreon. Iron Guts Kelly, 3PAC, Enemies Laid to Rest, and Fists Up! at 3pm for $7. Punk rock afternoon show, and I should be home before 9pm? I can get down with that.

In the meantime, I need to get some stuff listed on eBay, so I can clear out the basement a bit more.

After the Mighty Boosh, however. That always takes precedence.

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One last day of pseudo-freedom [22 Nov 2009|10:26am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Popped open a jar of the Hungarian wax peppers I pickled at the end of September. They are sweet, thanks to the cider vinegar, and remarkably flavorful. The peppers themselves were great, anyhow, but the garlic, salt, and oregano really adds something. I sense the possibility of a pickled pepper eating contest at work this week.

Tomorrow begins a week of stressful, fast-paced, surprisingly fun times. Monday and Tuesday, I have to be at work at 3am, with me having to get the tires replaced on the car tomorrow night, and possibly trying to catch a screening of Thankskilling at the Union Tuesday night. Wednesday, I'm at work at 5am, but we head to Cape Girardeau that evening. We're there for Thursday, coming back sometime on Friday, because I have to be at work bright and early Saturday morning.

Today, I've managed to get a head start on writing for the week. Hopefully, I'll be able to be somewhat productive, blogwise. I make no promises, however. Things have a tendency to go awry during the holidays. At noon, I'm going to check out Motion City Soundtrack at Love Garden. They're playing there at noon. If I didn't have to worry about getting up so early tomorrow, I'd catch them again when they play Blue Collar at 7pm. Both shows are FREE, too.

I've also got to do some prep work at the bakery this afternoon, which is where I'll be heading after the show at Love Garden. Hopefully, I'll be able to come home and decompress for a little while before having to crawl into bed.

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In case you've ever wondered [21 Nov 2009|10:22am]
[ mood | amused ]

If you've ever wondered exactly how many records I have (fireabrokengun, for example), here you are. And this isn't even an accurate image. You can't see the stack of records I bought at my last pass through the Love Garden OG location. Nor can you you see the small bookshelf loaded with 7"s and 45s.

I think I might have a problem.

That problem being that I have no place to store all of these new records which I've acquired. I can't find LP shelving to save my life, and that metal shelf does fine, but has the tendency to ding up the corners on the LP sleeves.

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So that's what that was [19 Nov 2009|03:39pm]
Huh. Well. I think I came within a hair's breadth of having a complete and total emotional breakdown today. And didn't. How 'bout that? Didn't scream, didn't yell, didn't punch the ever-loving hell out of anything...this must be maturity.

Still mad as hell that my mailbox key stopped working all a sudden, however. That's unbelievable.
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This better be worth the money [18 Nov 2009|05:10pm]
[ mood | uncomfortable ]

Crap. Just realized that I have to go down to the Replay tonight to shoot the Rooftop Vigilantes for the feature I'm doing on them for the Pitch.

The feature is doing all right. It's been something like seven years since I last did one, when I was still writing for RockKansas. There's a bit of an awkward transition from college papers and blogging to writing a newspaper piece. Real, honest-to-God print journalism!

Thank God for coffee. And the fact that I don't have to stick around for the whole show. I just show up, gather the band, find somewhere decently lit, and knock off some shots.

Before that, however, I have to work my way through a high school football awards banquet. There will be food, and I don't necessarily have to pay attention. I must remember that I'm there to support my kid. I am also supporting not having to cook dinner and an excuse to dress sharp for the evening.

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